"Your sect can have a Starry Sky Space Platform." Ye Chen asked immediately.

"There is a natural thing, but it needs to be tomorrow." The ancestor of creation smiled, "The formation platform is damaged and is still under repair."

"How far can it be teleported?" Ye Chen asked the ancestor of creation.

"Ten million miles." The ancestor of fortune proudly stroked his beard.

"Ten million miles?" Even Ye Chen's concentration was shocked.

Who would have thought that the small Caihua Tianzong would have such a huge starry sky space platform, which was really beyond expectations.

Ten million miles, this is much faster than flying. Not to mention one day or two days, you have to wait. Sharpening a knife will not stop chopping wood!

"I'll wait here." Ye Chen found a comfortable look and simply sat down. He had no time savings on Starry Sky Space Station.

"It's easy to say." The ancestor of Creation would not drive people away, and he still wanted to win over and get along well, so how could he chase them out?

As he said that, he went out, his eyes flashing with a deep light.

For example, there are countless young heroes like Ye Chen, but one person is carrying two quasi-imperial weapons, which is scary.

Generally speaking, people with this number cannot be messed with.

He may not know that there were more than two quasi-emperor-level magic weapons in Ye Chen's body. If he knew, his expression would definitely be wonderful.

"I said, brother, who are you?" After the ancestor of Creation left, Li Changsheng lay down at the mouth of the furnace and asked tentatively.
Chapter completed!